A Whimsical Tale
Here's a whimsical tale I've just concocted
From my wandering unbalanced brain
What's that you say? I seem totally normal?
Nothing odd till silliness erupts again
Not sure there's help for this kind of mind
No pills can help, doc said try vodka
Strange prescription but he was totally at a loss
He's fully qualified but I don't think I oughtta
He then said try transcen-dental medication
That's for tooth decay, I wear falsies
Scratch that, perhaps I'll try writing poetry
Hang on! That's what I'm doing now, silly me
Maybe another cute whimsical tale will help
About creepy little critters who snort
Not their fault, born with only one nostril
Located inside your colorful shorts
Now how about that, that's kinda whimsical
Don't hear that in small talk at the office
More likely to hear who's messing with who
Or who's wearing those stinky socks
Seems like I'm at a loss to come up with an answer
To this strange predicament that afflicts me
Everyone's stumped, people shy away think I'm nutso
Best to just let them babble on, most agree
Hey Babylon, there's a whimsical subject of sorts
Will do some research and get back to you
Far as me doth know it's a resort area in the Bahamas
Time for my pills, been nice talking at youse
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2020
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